Only the Fated

Liu Xiaoyu, who was lingering nearby, perked her ears. "W-what? You're just giving it to us? How generous, City Lord."

Wei Xian grinned, "Consider it an advance payment. I expect the store to continue providing valuable goods in the future."

Lin Mo examined the pouch and picked it up. "Well, I will not normally refuse free money, dear customer. But since you're being so generous, we won't reject it."

The City Lord chuckled, clearly impressed at his integrity, "Then I'll also take my time to browse, Shopkeeper. Oh. And can you get me those snacks? I intend to let my men get a taste of them."

"Snacks? Which ones?"

"Everything you have in store."

The City Lord wasn't messing around. He's truly ready to splurge on spirit stones thanks to the result of the City Guards' cultivation of [Iron Will Combat Method].

"Great. Xiaoyu, bring one box of each snack here."

"Right away, boss!"